There once was a caterpillar
Sad and alone in a cellar.
He twisted his leg
And fell in a keg.
Now he’s a jolly good feller!
PS: This poem is a limerick.
There once was a caterpillar
Sad and alone in a cellar.
He twisted his leg
And fell in a keg.
Now he’s a jolly good feller!
PS: This poem is a limerick.
There once was a silly black cat.
Who thought he could fly like a bat.
He jumped up so high
To soar in the sky,
But fell to the floor with a “splat!”
PS: This poem is a Limerick.
There once was a witch on a broom.
Who took off in search of a groom.
She got lost in a blizzard.
And was caught by a wizard,
Who turned her into a mushroom!
PS: This poem is a Limerick